My Little Chicken
For more than a week my three-year-old son has been playing a sweet game. He pretends to be "Little Chicken" and I am his "Mama Hen". He emphatically insists I am not to call him by his real name.
My Little Chicken brings me offerings throughout the day --- small toys, imaginary objects, pretend food. His favourite snack to feed the Mama Hen is sandwiches.
I think there's something wrong with a Mama Hen dining on egg sandwiches ... even if they are only imaginary.